Thursday, November 17, 2016

Behind the Bonehouse by Sally Wright @goddessfish @Sally_Wright5

TENS
LIST

What are 10 items in your bucket
list?

Well, that's a little hard for me
to answer. I have a nasty form of cancer that makes the future unpredictable, so
I'll list first the 7 things that were on my long time bucket list that I've
been given a chance to enjoy, and then list the 3 that are on it now.

- I married the man I'd wanted to
marry, and we've had a very good time for 46 years, while he worked for much of
that at a business I care about.

- I got to explore England and Scotland,
not only once but many times, meeting all kinds of interesting people I never
would have met if I hadn't been writing books.

- I got my books published after
years of being rejected.

- I was nominated for a Mystery
Writers of America Edgar Alan Poe Award,
which came out of the blue.

- I've gotten to watch my son and
daughter grow into the kinds

of
people I always hoped they'd be.

- I was given a view of the
universe that makes life meaningful to me.

- I rode my own horses for 30
years, 17 of them with the best horse for
me I ever could've had.

Still -

- I'd like to watch my three
three-and-under grandchildren get a few
years older.

- I hope I get more time with my
husband.

- I'd like to write more books.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Behind the Bonehouse

by Sally
Wright

GENRE: mystery

BLURB:

It
wasn’t until thirty years after the attacks, and the lies, and the intricately
orchestrated death, that Jo Grant Munro could bring herself to describe it all
in Behind The Bonehouse. Her work as an architect, and the broodmare farm she
ran with her uncle, and her husband Alan’s entire future - all hung by a thread
in 1964 in the complex Thoroughbred culture of bluegrass Kentucky, where rumor
and gossip and the nightly news can destroy a person overnight, just like
anywhere else. It was hatred in a self-obsessed soul, fermenting in an equine
lab, boiling over and burning what it touched, that drove Jo and Alan to the
edge of desperation while they fought through what they faced.

EXCERPT

When I was lying in the hospital three months or so ago,
after the boys and their children had gone home, Alan came back and kissed my
forehead, and said, “It’s time you wrote it down.” He handed me a spiral
notebook. Which I set on the bedside table without saying a word.

I didn’t have to ask what he meant. Even after I’d finished
writing Breeding Ground, when I wanted to tell a whole lot more of what we’ve
watched here in horse country, this memory wasn’t one I could touch. And what
you won’t look at festers, especially since I’d been putting off lancing it for
a good many years with conscious intent.

Once I got home, and got stronger again, I got busy with
every other part of my life. Till one night I dreamt about the river, and woke
up sick and sweating, and it came to me, the way it always has, when I’ve made
a decision in my subconscious mind, that the time had come to get it done.

It started thirty-two years ago, months before the wounding
in the river, when the Woodford County Sheriff Alan and I saw as a friend stood
right here on the family farm saying words that tore our lives asunder without
looking us in the eye.

It’d grown out of something we’ve all had happen—lies
getting told about you by someone with implacable intent. Malicious intent, in
this case, because it was no misunderstanding. It was someone setting out to
twist the truth toward his own perverse purpose. It was his word and deeds
against ours, which has always been part of living in this world, and will be
till the last of us gets over being human.

I’d just turned thirty-four when it happened, and I didn’t
have the experience then to put it in perspective. I need to try now, while I
still can, because the disease that’s started eating into me makes delay a kind
of denial.

Breeding Ground, Wright’s most recent novel, is the first in
her new Jo Grant mystery series, which has to do with the horse industry in
Lexington, Kentucky. Wright is now finishing the second Jo Grant novel.

Sally and her husband have two children, three young
grandchildren, and a highly entertaining boxer dog, and live in the country in
northwestern Ohio.

Yikes! Impossible to do well!: Anna Karennina, Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion, The First Circle, Mere
Christianity, The Merlin Trilogy by Mary Stewart, The Key To Rebecca, To The
Hilt, The Eye Of The Needle, Brat Farrar by Josephine Tay

What are 11 weird
things about you?

Hard to say what other folks
will think is weird.

1.Our daughter is an
opera singer, though her dad and I know nothing about opera.

2. My favorite horse
had to have an eye removed.

3. I used an eye dropper to feed a boxer puppy with a
hair lip (from a litter we raised) and he ended up thinking I was his mother.

4. I
have weird bones above my arches.

5. It took me seventeen years to get published.

6. I told my best friend my junior year in high school that I'd marry to guy who'd
just moved into town and was sitting behind me in home room - and did 7 years
later.

7. We've lived in the same post-and-beam barn we built for 43 years when
practically everyone we know has moved a lot.

8. We had a possum who lived here
for years who used to play with our former female boxer. The possum would play dead,
the dog would pick her up gently and lay her down again. The possum would
leave, then come back and do it again, three or four times in an evening while
my husband and I would walk up and down the drive.

9. The cat who was born here came when she was
called, and used to sit on a ledge and watch us through the kitchen window as
though we were her TV.

10. We've had chimney swifts raising babies in our chimney every
year since we moved in.